A simple defect from decayUnraveled words are left to frayAnd to avoidIf you swallow all your prideYou would choke on every wordThat you hide behindSo face yourselfAnd bury those useless wordsThat mean nothing to meYour bitterness will bury youFaster than your words ever couldYou've taken arms against yourselfThis is the endI answer to it you fake